This story works with anyone but then I’m in love with Hajime so UwU
Okay so this is a soulmate au! In this AU, there are only a few soulmates so not everyone has one.
Someone with a soulmate will loose the capability to use one of their senses and only be able to regain it after an interaction with your soulmate.
Like, when you’re blind the first person you’ll see is your soulmate. anaphia you have to be touched by your soulmate, ageusia you have to be either fed by your soulmate or eat something they made personally, anosomia the first scent will be your soulmate, and in this story, you’re deaf and the voice of your soulmate will be the first you hear, it has to be directed to you though like he has to talk to you specifically.
And in here, those with soulmates aren’t allowed to play sports unless they’ve found their soulmate.
So yeah! I hope you enjoy, I have no idea when I’ll publish this but I will :)
You stopped. Heart trembling but you kept your same expression.
She came up beside you panting, “Miko…”
“Yes?” You replied dully.
Staring right into her ones shining eyes, that was now clouded with sadness and guilt.
“Miko… I’m sorry….” Your emotional sister’s voice began to break.
Placing a hand on top of her head, you gently patted her. “Nee-chan, congratulations.”
Every word and memory of what you had just seen broke your heart.
“M-Mikoooooo!” She sobbed pulling her dear sister into her chest.
You rubbed soothing circles on your sister’s back. “I’m okay nee-chan. Please stop crying.”
“Fumiko! Misato!” A voice not soon after joined.
You both turned to see two men running towards you both.
“Fumiko!” One of the guys finally reached you and was bent over his hands resting on his knees trying to catch his breath. “I…”
“Satoshi-san, I–”
“Fumiko, I really like Misato. I’m sorry, but please let me date her!” When he lowered his head.
Both you qnd your sister gasped. Your sister was burning red. She tried pulling the man right up but he was firm.
“Satoshi-san,” he flinched but raised his head. His face was red as a tomato.
You once remembered the time he used to react like that towards you. Smiling sadly you placed a hand on both of their shoulders.
“I’m happy for you both. I hope you both last long.”
Your sister’s voice hitched and pulled you into a hug. You could see the man’s sigh of relief holding onto the taller man that was following him.
You saw the tall man show something to the other and he gave a thumbs up.
“Misato,” the man cleared his throat.
Your sister separated from you and turned to her lover. He cringed at how wet her face was. He took a handkerchief from the taller and threw it towards your sister.
“Are you free… for dinner…?”
Your sister turned to you while still cleaning her face. You simply nodded. “If you’re paying then yes I am.”
She went over to her lover and took his hand. She turned to face you and muttered a “Thank You”.
The tall man stood there looking at you. You bowed lightly to continue your way, until he took your wrist.
“Uh… Hideo took my handkerchief. I-I’m not complaining or anything! I-It’s just I can’t offer you… anything…”
You were confused as to why you would need a handkerchief, that was until you felt his thumb wipe something on your cheek. You had tears flowing slowly.
Your heart clenched, why were you crying? You could see a light sight of the new couple walking down, their hands swinging back and forth. Oh… so that’s why.
You let him wipe your tears, when he realized your tears weren’t stopping he began to panic.
“S-Saino-san, I’m sorry!”
You were confused as to why he apologized. But your confusion was settled when you felt him pull you into his chest. Feeling warmth and knowing your face was hidden you finally let your emotions go.
“It’s going to be okay Y/N–”
Laugh. You broke character.
“CUT!!!”
Neither of you separated from the hug and laughed at Lev’s rookie mistake. That was the last scene you and Lev were taking for the day. So after you retake the start of the hugging scene you were done.
You weren’t needed for the day so you and Lev left together like you usually do. He waited outside your trailer.
He takes your hand and you both walked on your way to where your car was.
You were chatting as usual and everything was great.
“LEV!” An oh so familiar deslerate screech came.
For months despite having been embarrassed publicly, dear Zurechi still desperately try to get Lev.
You both stop since you were both too nice to ignore her. Well he was and you had no strength to drag him.
“Your acting was amazing!” She sang. Pkaying with the loose hair on the side of her head she smiled, “just when i thought you couldn’t be better…”
“I know right? Isn’t he amazing?” You smiled clinging on his side.
She rolled her eyes and went to Lev’s other side, but Lev didn’t take no shit and dodged her befor eshe made contact.
“Zurechi-san, I am happy with YN. Please leave me be and allow me to date her freely.”
You gave a triumphant smirk at his claim. Your smug look earned.a scowl from the bitch.
“You’ve been trying for months I hope you get the hint when I’m throwing it directly at your face. The filming is almost over so please stop it.”
She was about to say something, until your smug ass wanted to step on her. You grabbed Lev by his collar you pulled him into a kiss.
His ears burned red and the look on Zurechi’s face was memorable. When you parted he buried his face on his palm.
“Suck it bitch. You ain'tgetting my man. Look how adorably whip he is.”
Taking his arm you dragged him away but stopped after a few meters. “Hold up I forgot to do something.”
You pulled out your phone and turned towards Zurechi. With your camera pointed at her you snickered.
Having just finished your scene with Masaaki, you were finally on break.
Drenched and soaking, since your scene had involved you swimming, you were handed a towel by Lev.
“You did great!” He beamed.
“You weren’t so bad yourself.” You laughed taking the towel, and settling on the bench.
“I just want more scenes with you…” He pouted sitting on the ground next to you. “Do you think they actually won’t let us?”
“Nah, they will just probably not now. We were quite professional on our first scene.”
“Hey love birds your scene’s coming up!” Masaaki yelled.
“Both of us?”
“You’re in the same frame, that’s good enough.” Kuroki smirked.
Shrugging you both made your way to where Takeshi was. He then explained the scene that was going to be filmed after your break.
“Y/N, we need to reapply your make up.” Yuuji pulled you aside. Not giving you a chance to talk to Lev anymore.
When he stopped he pushed you to take a seat. There you noticed Masaaki with a half-finished makeup.
“He dragged me in when you aren’t even done?”
“Kuroki wanted time with your man. We heard a whore’s coming over to ‘check the set’. So Kuroki’s giving him the talk so you two could actually start dating and feed the blondie dirt.”
“Excuse me?” You asked.
“Yeah, Asahi heard from Takeshi.” Yuuji said as he started to continue with Masaaki.
“And how come Kuroki’s the one doing the talking?” You asked confused.
“I’ve never confessed before. I have no idea how to do that. I just adopted my wife.”
“I’m really bad at confessions. And among us squad, only Asahi and Kuroki are normal.”
“Or closest to it at least.”
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“Okay man! Let’s get your ass to declare your love for her!” Kuroki yelled.
Lev was no where near comfortable with Kuroki. He’s never had a 1 on 1 with her before, so he had no idea what to do.
“Huh?”
Feeling a pat on his back he saw Jesus Christ.
“We’re going to have a talk about you and Y/N.”
“Yeah! We want you to fucking confess already so you could stop with the tension already. You two are obviously into each other and want to make out but neither wants to step on the stupid line.”
Lev was getting scared of this 5 foot 4 woman that’s screeching about his love life. He had no idea why. He lost all his smugness from his high school days probably after encountering big wigs.
“Ah- uh- huh?” Was all he could reply.
“You have to confess this week! No! Confess this day! You have to!”
“Hey, love. I saw this Tiktok…” You sigh heavily as you hear the words come out of Kuroo’s mouth. Every time he shows you a video from that app, he follows it up with a, “let’s do it.”
“What is it this time?” Your eyebrows are furrowed, expressing your disagreement already. You’ve been peacefully relaxing on the bed and your husband really wants to destroy that peace of yours.
“So you rate my exes, and I rate yours. Out of 10,” Kuroo says and you squint your eyes at him in suspicion. There has to be something behind the sudden interest in remaking it.
“Why?” is all you can say at his request.
Kuroo shrugs, a smug look on his face. “Why not?”
He takes out his laptop and opens a social media platform. Placing his laptop on his lap, he pats the space beside him, a sign that he wants you beside him. You sit beside him and he immediately types out a name.
“This was my first girlfriend back in middle school.” He describes and clicks on one of the girl’s posts.
“She’s so pretty. Is that her kid?” You point at the child his ex is holding in picture. Kuroo nods. “So was she nice? I have to rate her through her personality.”
“She was nice. But she left me for a college student,” Kuroo explains.
“Oh, so she’s a victim?” You snicker, and Kuroo chuckles at your statement. “A 6/10. She’s pretty and she looks nice. But minus points for dating a college student while she was in middle school.”
He proceeds to search for his next ex. “I know her,” you say as soon as you see the picture. “I was the one who planned her wedding a year ago. I believe she gave birth just a month ago.”
“She did. She was my upperclassman in Nekoma when we dated. I think I was in my last year of middle school and she was graduating high school,” Kuroo elaborates and you laugh. “What?”
“You’re also a victim.” With that, Kuroo starts laughing with you. It takes some time before the two of you stop giggling like kids.
“Since I know her, a 7/10. She was really polite when I was planning her wedding,” you explain while panting, recovering from your fit of laughter.
“This is the last one,” Kuroo says as he searches and you look at him in shock, not believing him.
“You only dated thrice?” You ask him and he nods proudly. “But you did have a lot of flings so still a bad boy,” you tease and Kuroo rolls his eyes. He shows you his screen and you look at the girl in the picture intently.
You glance at him and then his ex, and then him again, then back to the screen. “You’re lying.”
“About what?”
“Are you sure you dated her?” You point at woman at the screen.
“Yes. Ask all of my friends. They’re witnesses.”
“You dated a famous idol…”
“Was an idol,” he corrects you. “She’s quitting the industry because she’s pregnant.”
“I love her group’s songs. I give her a 10/10. But I still can’t believe you managed to pull someone like her. Kenma said that you weren’t famous amongst girls in high school…” you state, remembering his best friend’s words when you had dinner together just a few nights ago.
Kuroo simply shrugs, “I guess she really liked me then.” He lays his gadget on your lap, waiting for you to type in. You become nervous. How are you supposed to tell him that you’ve only dated seriously once in your life? And it’s someone he sees quite often in your workplace.
“I only dated once,” you tell him calmly, trying to conceal your shaky fingers as you type. Pressing enter, your eyes immediately look away. “You know him, right? He’s our cake maker at work.”
“How was he as a boyfriend?” Kuroo simply asks and you nod nonchalantly. “He seems like a nice guy whenever I see him at your office.”
“Really sweet. Baked me goods everyday and even brought me lunch boxes,” you reply rather confidently. “We dated back in high school.”
“9/10.” Kuroo rates with a pout. He knew he was going to get jealous, but he still dug his own grave for his. His plan being:
‘To subtly hint that he wants a baby.’
All of his exes now have children, and he is not competing with them at any means, but maybe you’ll get an idea about his baby fever if he shows you that most people at your age have children.
Now that his Plan A has failed, he’ll have to proceed to his Plan B.
Kuroo patiently waits for you at his car, ready for your first date after a long time. As he sings along with the song on the radio, he scrolls through his Instagram and sees Sakusa’s post about her daughter.
“Must be nice to have a kid,” Kuroo sighs. Seconds later, he realizes what he said and puts his phone down. “No. No. No. I can’t feel this way yet. It’s too early. But we’re already in our mid-20s so a kid won’t be weird. No… Does she even want kids? My kids?”
A knock on the car window disrupts his soliloquy. He turns his head to the glass and sees you waving outside. He quickly unlocks the door, allowing you to enter. “Hi, love. Who were you talking to?”
“I was talking to Kenma,” he reasons before he leans in to capture your lips into a greeting kiss. “How was work?”
“It was tiring. The Kitas sent an invitation by the way,” you answer as you pull away from him. “It’s for the triplets’ first birthday.”
“Should we buy their gifts today?” Kuroo asks you, starting the engine of the car. “I think we’ll find something while roaming around. What about you? You said you had to buy something.”
“Bikinis,” you say nonchalantly and don’t see Kuroo’s eyebrow raise from your response.
“Are you going somewhere?”
“I forgot to tell you. I’m going to Okinawa with my high school friends next week. You know them, right? Makki, Mattsun, Iwa, and Oikawa,” you respond and Kuroo becomes silent, not knowing how to react. He doesn’t care that you’re going with guys, but how did you forget to tell him something important?
The ride is serene. Kuroo’s hand not leaving your thigh the whole time. Your hand is on top of his, your fingers tracing the protruded veins in his arms. Landing on his ring finger, your eyes scanned the body part. You don’t have a wedding band yet. The two of you have never thought of getting a pair.
The two of you arrive at your destination so get out of the car. Kuroo takes your hand immediately, sliding both of your hands into his jacket’s pocket. You smile at the romantic gesture, something you’re yet to get used to.
“Should we buy your stuff first?” Kuroo questions, looking down at you. Nodding, you lead him to a bikini boutique.
As soon as you enter, Kuroo closes his eyes. The store you entered doesn’t only sell bikinis, but lingerie as well. He has to keep his lids shut or his imagination will go everywhere. Noticing how wary he is about the surrounding, you smirk.
You hook a finger on his collar and pull him down. “Choose anything you’d like to see me in.”
After the not so quick shopping trip at the garment store, you have noticed how fidgety Kuroo is. He wouldn’t stop squeezing your hand and giving you cheeks kisses. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Just excited to see you in this,” he reasons, lifting the paper bag with sets of lingerie he has chosen. You hum, your attention going back to the racks of baby clothing in front of you.
While you’re focused on the baby items in front of you, Kuroo is panicking. In his mind, he’s about to explode. You in lingerie + his baby fever= a kink he thought he’ll never have. He’s trying so hard not to think about your mini me’s, but seeing the tiny pieces of garments is making it hard for him.
“My love, the triplets are boys. But knowing the Kitas, they wouldn’t mind dressing up their sons in that dress you’re holding,” you point and Kuroo snaps back to his senses. He looks down and sees that he is holding onto a yellow dress with ribbons and ruffles. He didn’t even know how he got the dress on his hands.
“Oh,” he chuckles awkwardly, putting the dress back on the rack. “I just thought it was cute.” You raise an eyebrow at him in confusion and he forces out a laugh. “It would look cute on Sakusa’s daughter. The two of us are kind of close.”
“Really? I always see him post about her. She would look very cute in that. Should we buy it?” Your confusion about his actions are thrown away by his reason. He sighs in relief as you look away, the dress now in his cart.
‘Our daughter would look cuter,’ Kuroo thinks and he smacks his cheek, causing you to look at him in shock. It was a rather loud and heavy smack. “Mosquito.”
His Plan B is a fail.
You’re eating lunch together the next day at your office as usual. It’s quiet before he flashes his phone screen in front of you, showing you a picture of three familiar small boys. “Look at the triplets.” You continue to eat after taking a look at the picture, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. Kuroo hums happily. “Aren’t they cute?” You only nod to his question.
“Look at Sakusa’s daughter. I met her last time and she’s such a charmer,” Kuroo narrates, letting out a giggle. The interaction replaying in his head. The interaction that caused his sudden baby fever.
It was a busy day at work since the Olympic team had to take their profile and poster pictures. Kuroo was talking to Bokuto when a child suddenly latched onto the spiker’s leg.
“My favorite teammate, you’re here!” Bokuto beamed and picked the child up. As she rested in his forearm, she looked at Kuroo in curiosity. Normally, children would get scared of him, but she wasn’t, which made Kuroo happy.
“Hi. My name’s Kuroo. What’s your name?” Kuroo asked the girl. She smiled at him before answering.
“Kia! Do you have a girlfriend?” Kia asked, taking Kuroo aback. It’s not everyday that a 4 year old would ask you about your relationship status.
“I don’t have a girlfriend, but I do have a wife,” Kuroo replied, which made the little pout.
“Since you only have a wife, I can be your girlfriend,” Kia proclaimed. Kuroo smiled at her statement. The girl suddenly made him think what his daughter would be like if he ever gets to have one.
“I’m sorry but my wife would be upset if I have a girlfriend, so I can’t be your boyfriend,” Kuroo explained to her, hoping she’ll learn something from it. You could subtly teach them about what’s right and wrong at a young age.
“Then, I’ll date your child, father-in-law,” Kia claimed which Kuroo patted her head for.
“I’ll remember your words, future daughter-in-law.”
“What are you smiling for?” You ask Kuroo and he looks up to you, his attention now on you.
‘It’s now or never. This is the perfect chance.’ Kuroo thinks, placing his chin on the palm of his hand. “I was just thinking about how cute our children would be.” You ignore his words and proceed to clean up your lunch box. As result, Kuroo frowns. He mirrors your actions, keeping quiet. Maybe it was wrong to mention it.
Your secretary knocks on your door before announcing that your client is already waiting outside. Kuroo put back the chair back to its proper place before walking over behind the table to give you a quick hug. You can feel his sadness radiating off him and you’re sure it’s from your silence.
His baby fever wasn’t unnoticed. In fact, you knew about it the moment you saw him scrolling through baby videos. He wasn’t very subtle about it, too. From showing his exes, to bringing you to the baby store, to sending you pictures of babies, to mentioning children all the time, you definitely knew about his baby fever.
But you don’t want a baby yet. You had just gotten steady recently, and having a child will wreck that steadiness for sure. You want to keep him to yourself as much as you can, and a child will take your time with each other away. Yet, you don’t know how to tell him that, because he’s determined to have one as soon as possible.
“I’m leaving now. I’ll pick you up later,” Kuroo speaks. He plants a kiss on your forehead before turning away. The way he turned his back at you, the way he frowned a little, it broke your heart. So you grab his hand and pull him back towards you. “Yes, my love?”
“Should we start trying for a child?” You look up to him with shaky eyes, and he saddens at your expression. He wraps his arms around you, your head falling onto his abdomen, while his hand pets the back of your head.
“Love, I’m not asking for a child immediately, so don’t get pressured. Just take my baby fever as a promise that I want to start a family with you and only you,” he reassures you, but you know he’s partly lying about it. Kuroo is a man who doesn’t give up until gets what he wants.
Kuroo’s Plan C has failed. He has no choice but to do his Plan D. (Will be posted soon if you know, you know.)
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Facts:
Fevers turn on the body’s immune system. They help the body fight infection. Normal fevers between 100° and 104° F (37.8° - 40° C) are good for sick children.
Fevers only need to be treated if they cause discomfort. Most fevers don’t cause discomfort until they go above 102° or 103° F (39° or 39.5° C).
Most fevers from infection don’t go above 103° or 104° F (39.5°- 40° C). They rarely go to 105° or 106° F (40.6° or 41.1° C). While these are “high” fevers, they also are harmless ones.
Fevers that don’t come down to normal can be caused by viruses or bacteria. The response to fever medicines tells us nothing about the cause of the infection.
It was Kita who convinced Osamu to pursue you and your relationship.
Kita assured Osamu that he would be the one to talk to Suna if he ever finds out unplanned.
Osamu saw the necklace idea while he was scrolling through his Pinterest feed. It was a random picture amidst the packaging ideas and kitchen interior designs.
Osamu didn’t tell Atsumu why he was meeting up with the jeweler because the blonde will get too excited and tell you about it.
an - this is kinda a filler but had to address some important stuff n prepare for: THE BEACH ARC!! most of my smau’s have a specific “fun” arc n this is this one except it might be significantly less fun LMAO anyways even tho it’s much less heavy than the last ch, i hope you enjoy!! pls feed me <3
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- Omi adressing the house being a mess in the absense of YN
- Bokuto defending YN in front of everyone and openly admitting to therapy
- The guys actually doing something nice for YN in return, and Meiko going rabid with jealousy xD
- I’m so mad at iwa, osamu and akaashi for to still be implying shit about YN! OIKAWA i hate you sm.
Now i can only think that Meiko will try to hook the guys back, being all nice and shit and the guys not falling for it, it would be precious!
And Meiko openly acussing YN of having sex with the guys and manipulating them, cause that exactly what she does!! and she doesn’t actually get that you don’t have to throw yourself at anyone to get stuff bahahaha i’d die of laughter if she gave them all STDs after the weekend bahahhaa *cackles in spanish*
an:yay chapter twooo!! thank you once again for sticking with me when I was MIA this weekend! also @omiyomi made some AMAZING art based off of this smau!! check it out hereor on the masterlist! MWAH!
an:hiiii, chapter five is now up!! thank you for sticking around with me despite me not posting this weekend! I had so much fun with my friends but I’m glad to get back to writing! send in requests! MWAH!!
a/n. i posted this later than i originally intended to, but here it is!! i plan on posting the next chapters earlier in the day. about 1 pm est? maybe earlier.
‣ summary: after four months of being away, your ex boyfriend returns and tries to get you back. you probably would’ve took him back with quickness if it weren’t for his best friend getting in the way.
pairings: suna rintarou x f!reader, osamu x reader but not much
genre: drama, romance, social media au, forbidden love
warnings: cursing, mature content but probably no smut, kinda cheating? not really though
The Enemy of My Brother Is My…. Boyfriend? Tsukishima x Reader SMAU
Here’s a little preview of my newest smau I’m working on.
Summary:YN Hinata is the twin sister of Shoyo Hinata. Where Shoyo is all rainbows and sunshine YN is thorns and storm clouds. YN picks on Hinata any chance she gets. Why? Bc of how easy it is & that’s the only way she knows how to show her love. She’d never allow anyone else to treat Shoyo the way she does though. That is until the tall and handsome Tsukishima Kei enters her life.
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iwaizumi hajime has hated you, his assistant athletic trainer, since he knew you in high school. you on the other hand have bothered him for fun for as long as you knew him, not realizing your romantic feelings for him had manifested in that way. what happens when you two blockheads finally come to terms with how you feel?
a/n: this is one of my FAVORITE chapters so i hope y’all enjoy :)
WRITTEN CONTENT
“good morning sleepyhead,” suna’s voice sounds from behind you, and you groan in protest at the thought of having to fully wake up. you hear him chuckle behind you, his arms around your waist tightening so that your back is pressed fully against his chest.
chapter fourteen ; OMG CAUSE SHES IN LOVE WITH YOU
summary ;〝 having a roommate with his only purpose in life is the use for his dick, you finally had enough of his actions— deciding to reverse the roles. 〞
chapter fourteen ; OMG CAUSE SHES IN LOVE WITH YOU
summary ;〝 having a roommate with his only purpose in life is the use for his dick, you finally had enough of his actions— deciding to reverse the roles. 〞
summary ;〝 having a roommate with his only purpose in life is the use for his dick, you finally had enough of his actions— deciding to reverse the roles. 〞
your fingers danced on the keys of your laptop, attempting to email your landlord about allowing you to be freed from the lease. leaning into your palm, with your eyes burning on the bright screen made you frown against your skin.
sadly, it wasn’t even misa pushing you into this— it was kuroo.
stretching your arms above your head, a bang of multiple knocks was at your bedroom door making you flinch at the noise. you lowered your arms as you slowly made out from your bed towards the door, receiving more knocks on the other end.
“ [lastname], open the fucking door. “
your eyes enlarged at how violent and cold kuroo sounded, you reluctantly unlocked your door to meet with a fuming kuroo. your eyes searched for any spec of unassertiveness in his demeanor but you failed to find any.
summary ;〝 having a roommate with his only purpose in life is the use for his dick, you finally had enough of his actions— deciding to reverse the roles. 〞
your fingers danced on the keys of your laptop, attempting to email your landlord about allowing you to be freed from the lease. leaning into your palm, with your eyes burning on the bright screen made you frown against your skin.
sadly, it wasn’t even misa pushing you into this— it was kuroo.
stretching your arms above your head, a bang of multiple knocks was at your bedroom door making you flinch at the noise. you lowered your arms as you slowly made out from your bed towards the door, receiving more knocks on the other end.
“ [lastname], open the fucking door. “
your eyes enlarged at how violent and cold kuroo sounded, you reluctantly unlocked your door to meet with a fuming kuroo. your eyes searched for any spec of unassertiveness in his demeanor but you failed to find any.
